So Crunk

[Tommy Wright II talking] Where y'all at, ya motherfuckaz The Sinistaz, Street Smart all up in ya Tommy Wright III, C-9, it's time to step up to the plate Where ya at?, who are the crunkest? Where them niggas at? [C-9 talking] Nuthin' but killas up in my club Nuthin' but big ballas in my club Hustlas in my club, thugstas in this bitch [Hook: Tommy Wright III] North Memphis in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch South Memphis in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch East Memphis in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch West Memphis in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Mitchell Heights in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Claybert Homes in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Westwood in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Orange Mound in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Third World in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Black Haven in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Klondike in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch B Haven in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch [Verse 1] C-9 in this bitch about to get shit crunk Splittin' Swishers wid my niggas like a hose in the trunk Got ya fiendin' for the flavour of a murderous one But we gon smoke it than a motherfucker straight from the junt About to fall off in the club wid a mean ass mug Take a pull on the drug I'ma mean ass thug Security is sweatin' up for me to cut up But I'ma thug wid no love I ain't givin' a fuck About the rough get buck afta 9 in this joint You in a room wid some real niggas keepin' it crunk East Memphis West Memphis and we pullin' on stunts North Memphis South Memphis got the drugs that I want I'm bout to act a damn fool wid ya lose cool wid ya Wreckin' you takin' you and wreckin' whose in here You surrounded by the real niggas you's in fear Got you bustas wishin' that it wasn't you in here Thugged out wid out a doubt niggas throwin' shit over I'm in the club and wreckin' shit cause we full ah that doja Glocked out popped out see a nigga done told ya You in the middle of the club and gettin' buck wid some soldiers Memphis, got a pimpin', on you bustas Clickin' wid the realest kinda niggas then we touch ya Crush ya, then smush ya, disrupt ya Look him in the face spit then I scream bucker [Hook] Funkytown in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Evergreen in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Bucktown in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Caperville in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Douglas in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Ante Hill in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Frasier in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Hyde Park in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Hollywood in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Cordover in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Porter Lake in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Crenshaw in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch South Haven in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch ?Border? Lake in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Corda Lake in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Riverside in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch [Verse 2] Full ah this anger, best to beware ah this danger I strangle your brain-a in the middle of a tanker Smother you suckas you hater type bustas Don't trust ya this crazy type killer constructure I touch ya You won't ever touch when I pop my Glock 9 and these bullets start bustin' And I must, throw you rap clowns in the dust This is it that I spit out my mouth I disgust you What's up wid you trick? Ain't no love for this monster, stomp ya Chuck ya in the trunk or my dungeon Body parts layin' everywhere by my spear Just don't care cause I'ma family type killer So what you never heard ah me Bloody murder in the first degree A rapid type ah killin' spree I'm prostylin' wildin' on tracks It's like, ?mixin' the song wid muscle dude? Wid the message to make a killer get stash fast If you act when you rappin' on stage ain't nobody buckwild Bust the crowd just don't fail your performance You wack when you real escalate and you fake dealin' Paid thirty diamonds on ya wrist ya little joke I smoke, lil sumthin' sumthin' wid ya hoe Hit the liquor store and then I mix up a soda Hit the club spot where my niggas straight low-a Tatted up thugs about to let the rage blow up I'm burstin' you up you surrounded by thugs In the back of the club we so buck ain't no remedy Shoot out and loose out my click out on you Til the tumors inside ah my brain catch my enemy Pain is the penalty, slain in my enemies Hold up feel it swoll up, got it all up, got it sold up DJ's gone on the phone that my niggas and bitches must let this buck buck [Hook] Grove in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Castay in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Magnolia in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Smokey City in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Bunker Homes in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch West Alley in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch G-Town in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Rawley in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Middleton in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch North Haven in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Henry Hill in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch New Chicago in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Mid-Town in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch SPL in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch SPV in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Street Smart in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch [Verse 3] So pop wid this murder, straight to the devil a nigga must turn-a Torture his corpse and it's what you must earn These shells gonna burn through your scalp like a perm So you niggas must learn not to fuck wid this killer Eyes turn green as I'm fiendin' for skeltah Decapitated body parts all that was left Bloody toes on the floor wid his heart on my shelf Don't decides to ride, you bustas can't hide Wipe the fear from ya eyes feel lives real lives, and it shows how to die Shouldn'ta been a playa hatin' motherfucka at your mouth Rip your tongue out your throat make your tonsils hop out Blood all over the floor now gunshells in your hoe Twenty niggas at the door, scopin' out for po-pos Any nigga step close, blast his ass out them clothes Pack his ass by skin to the end of the coast See my mind is so sick it would kill and I'm losin' Confusion, a fusion, nothin' but psychotic illusions I'm usin', the Lucifer's satanic music This killa so serious ain't a damn thing amusin' it's useless When I get the Glock and start shootin' Drag his ass in a body bag then we scoop him Dump him in a river watch his body start soupin' Sayin' to myself this punk nigga so stupid Choke off his hoe in three pieces like Cupid Blaze off her face burn her mucus and pupils Killin' off all enemies is the way that I'm choosin' Leave 'em concussions and rupturous bruisin' Bloodstains all over my clothes and my shoes Look at ya struggle by the ounce and ya oozin' All rated pulses is what you be losin' When you fuckin' wid a nigga wid a head wid no screws in it [Hook] ??????? in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Bunker Hill in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Pimpinville in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch ??????? in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Mitchell thugs in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Thug Kali in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch ??????? in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch O-Chi in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Clerview in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch QueensMound in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Blackview in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Scuttlefield in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch PV in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch ???????? in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Buddah Village in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch Cherokee in this hoe, we gettin' crunk in this bitch